Monday, 31 March 2014
Everytime I come by this house I feel happy and saddened at the same time: happy because it is still here, saddened because its expiration date is coming closer.
Not that I call this house beautiful. I mean look at the plastic windows. I just like the fact, that it still exists. It is one of the last of its kind. What it must have been like back in the days, when the neighbourhood existed of one-two storey houses only.